Nanny And Her Four Alpha Bullies Novels & Stories

These alphas, betas, and even gammas, male and female, watched in support as nothing less than the future of their society was being negotiated. I had entered the debate hall at Zane’s side and then left him to go to the others. But when I went to sit with the Pack Alpha’s families, I was escorted by a gamma to a chair placed noticeably farther away from the others than any other chair. The message was clear, and now the gossiping had begun. “Why does he tolerate her in the house?” some male, he sounded like a gamma, asked in that same not-really-a-whisper. “Well, she’s obviously just a nanny, for all she claims. CPS should take away her custody rights soon.”

His deep voice boomed across the passageway. "No," Cynthia shook her head. "it's about the woman you hired as a nanny." My eyes perked up, Malachi raised his brow then softened his gaze as he turned and crouched before to Lila. "Piccolina, do you mind stepping into your room for a moment?" "Of course daddy!" She squealed then ran past us to her room. Malachi rose up, regarding Cynthia with that his hard stare. "I believe this woman is unfit and unstable to look after your daughter." I gasped at her words, my eyes widened but she just continued. "because I do not know why a nanny would drop a four year old on a counter table bigger than her."

She gently pulled away, seductive and slow. She was done for the night. "Are you really going to skip me?" His voice was low, rough. She nodded. His eyes narrowed but she smiled. For some reason, it pleased her that he couldn’t have what he wanted. His Alpha Aura filled the space between them. She almost let her guard down, he was her Alpha bully—No—in that club, she was the one doing the bullying. "Are you fucking serious right now?" he snapped when she looked at him unintimidated.

I honed my sword skills to the maximum and tried to show him what I could do, but when I swung my sword before him, he hit me in the face and threw me to the ground. “Ladies like you don’t pick up swords. You become Lunas’, a stricken female dominated by male werewolves who would take up your empathy and sympathy and make you a better female.” “I want to become an Alpha. I want to dominate!” “You disappoint me!” I cried the first time he said those words to me. I almost killed myself with a knife but was saved by Nanny Escobar, who happens to be my personal nanny. She was the only one I trusted with my life, and she acted as my mother since all of my father’s mistresses, especially Craig’s m

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

They lunged forward as one, descending on Nanny like predators on prey. The Feral Wolves around us snapped and snarled. Their teeth bared in vicious displays, and their yellow eyes were fixed on her as if waiting for permission to tear her apart. Nanny didn’t go down easily. She swung at the men holding her. Her movements were sharp and precise, moves I’d never imagined she possessed. She twisted, elbowed, and kicked with a grace and power that belonged to a trained warrior, not the gentle caretaker who had raised me.

I am Berries Andres Mary Ulrika. Eighteen years old. Short for Bam. Two years ago, my real parents sold me to my new parents, but I’m fine now. Actually fine. Because I’m no longer alone, and for the first time, I feel important. And here I am, standing in front of four guys. Not just guys though. They’re the famous Alphas. Higher rank. Everyone knows them. Everyone fears them. Lucky me, I guess. “So if you don’t want us to spread it, you have to follow us. I’m sorry, we just need someone who will listen. Someone with no complaints and not pale,” the red-haired one said, laughing and scratching his head.

Base on her sag skin and uniform, I already know that she’s one of the slaves of this house. “Nana Nely,” Alpha Nicholas said, jumping from the table and throwing the can into the trashbin. The old lady trembles at the sound of his voice. He continues to step forward until his hands lifted the old lady’s face, scaring her with his fiery eyes. “You know my father well, right?” The old lady nodded before looking outside. “Yes, Alpha.” “I’ve been aiding his pack since I was 19 and been serving for more than four decades now,” she added with quivering voice.

She was not having it though, "I insist Miss Channing, I have orders from Mr. Maxwell to see that you not only get enough rest here but also refrain from any stress." "Believe me, it's no stress. It's more fun than stress." she started to say something but was cut short by a horrendous scream from Abby. I could easily recognize it as an excited cry, but the house manager had different thoughts from the look on her face. "I should check on them," I said, thankful for an excuse to leave my newly appointed nanny. After hours of trying, we finally made a successful friend in the puppy. He seemed to be glad to have some company around and came around after Abby and Aiden fed it some carrots in ti

She looks so sad and tired. "Can you take the pups to the nursery?",I ask the nannies who nod and pick up our boys. "thank you both",Anna looks at the wolves and both smile at her sweetly. "Your welcome luna. we will see you later",they both take a pup and walk out. Vince and Victor look at Anna in concern as she looks defeated but stands in front of them determined to make sure we don't attack. We don't beat on our members but we are strict with them. Dancing and singing while on duty is something we never saw but I know he was doing it to distract her from a panic attack. I know he wouldn't touch her except when ordered to carry her when needed. Hearing her cute duck giggle coming in made